Jericho stared, rather bewildered as to her intentions, and watched her attention dart around as he wondered. In being looked at again, he straightened up, blinking, then sagged a little back into his previous posture as she went about...typing again. Curiouser and curiouser...

He took time considering that message, too, his head tilted in such a way that he could peer down at it and glance her way with ease. "Worth knowing," was it? Well...that was pretty subjective; goodness knew what he found worthwhile wasn't particularly what others would think! Yet...He could guess, given what little he knew about her, and if he were right, they were a little alike in that.

So he gave it a shot:

There's a place that used to be a tended garden here, but it's overgrown now. It's still pretty though.